Get out of my head, you bad thoughts, you.

For some reason today, I’m overcome with thoughts that something is wrong and this baby won’t be born. I can’t stop thinking about it. I mean, I still feel effed up and that’s good, but I feel like I’m going to go to that appointment in 2 weeks and they’re going to tell me that there’s no heartbeat or that something is awry.

I can’t shake it either.

I suppose everyone feels this way once in a while while pregnant, but I wish I could make it go away.